Era

she was born of the sky
Her hair forever in the wind
She was lost and proud
Her family scattered and broken

It was a time of opals
And fire
It was a time of fireworks
And wide eyes

It was not a time to retreat
Into a private world
Ruled by domestic demons
And watchers inhabiting the
Roof she called home

She was a girl who was free
She was a girl that laughed
A girl that danced under the night
A girl that breathed in magic
To kiss away the pain
A girl that exposed her milk thighs
On the grass under the stars

She was born of the sky
And in the end died of it
She opened her arms like wings
Pinned to a crucifix
Her final pact was sealed by blood, sand and
Salt water